Oct. 21, Thursday 11:58pm

The Local BOYS

They must never read this. Anyone from school included.

My mother told me that I came here to study and just study. My aunt told me that maybe I’ll change my mind about going back home for vacations if I fall in love with some hot Canadian cutie.

Local Boy #1

Robin: CUTE, very cute. He’s in my “block” in Surrey campus. I wish I had a clear enough picture of him but till then, descriptions will do. He’s around 6ft. tall, very blonde messy-ish hair, bright blue eyes and a super cute smile. He’s a year older than I am. He took a year off after high school to be in construction but he’s not super macho or anything. Regular Xavier guy built. Lean, that’s the word. I imagined him with a hard hat, his shirt off and a tool belt. Now add some dirt and a hammer, and you’ve got a hot construction worker. I hang out with him and a bunch of other people during lunch and we have some classes together. Robin’s really into mountain biking and when he said that, another invisible thought bubble popped above my head with him on a bike, covered with mud racing through dirt hills like in Rocket Power. BUT he’s taken. Yeah, there’s always a catch. It’s ok. He’s nice to look at from across the table when we have lunch. Style? He wears long shorts (shorts+pants=shants?) sneakers, cool kiddie-ish shirts (Ninja Turtles) or promotional mountain biker logo tees with a jacket or a plaid polo. Laid back look.

Local Boy #2

Jared: Well, he’s not as cute as I think Robin is but good-looking nonetheless. He’s from my communications lecture and tutorial in Burnaby campus. Lectures have 300 people and the prof just talks and talks and talks. In tutorials, there’s like 20 of you and you have a discussion with a teaching assistant about the lecture. Mine ends at 6:30pm. After my first tutorial ever, I was walking by myself to the bus stop when Jared walks up and starts talking to me. Blah blah blah. Just small talk. He has blue eyes, a sharp nose, short light brown hair like what Xavier guys had in high school, tall like Robin, he works out but people here are always in layers so I couldn’t really tell, built like Robin too I guess. He’s from Winnipeg. Haven’t hung out with him long enough to judge his personality but he says he’s shy. THEN one day on the way to the bus, he asked me if he could give me a ride to the skytrain station so I didn’t need to squish with the rest of the SFU student population on the bus. Cool huh? He has a shiny, black, pick-up truck. To go home, it usually takes almost an hour commute. Ick. In the car, we found out that we lived on the same exact street in Vancouver. That’s such a huge coincidence considering the gigantic student population. So last week, he drove me home. It took less than 30 minutes and it was waaaaaay better than standing out in the cold waiting for the bus. He gave me his cel number but I don’t know what I’m supposed to do with it. What does that mean? Is he just a nice person or is there something else? I should have given him mine too. Stupid. Ugh. The catch? He’s a decade older than I am.

Local Boy #3

Richard: He’s from Venezuela and moved to Canada 5 yrs ago. Perhaps right now you’re thinking about a sexy Latino guy with dark hair and a killer tan. Richard’s Cantonese. He can speak Spanish though, but his Cantonese accent when he speaks English cannot be ignored so it’s easy to mistake him as the regular honger. He’s tall too! I can’t really describe what he looks like but he’s cute for a Chinese guy. He’s really buff too. Not just lean, he’s buff. Clothes look really good on him. I’d love to run my hands across his puffed out chest. He doesn’t dress like a honger (fashionista-ish, sometimes with patterns that don’t match at all). He wears regular clothes. I liked his porma yesterday when he wore fatigue cargo shorts, a cap, black sneakers and a track jacket. Back in Venezuela, his family owns a restaurant and he mentioned that he learned how to be a bartender and he mixes drinks for his friends all the time at his place. He lives like 15 minutes away from me by car by the way. Hmm…..I don’t think that he’s very into me though. Must do more crunches.

There are other guys too. Di ko lang type. There’s Eddy from my block. He invited me to Thanksgiving dinner with his family. Is that a Canadian thing or is there something else to that? I dunno. In class, he aims to make everyone else look bad by making his work extra extra bongga. He’s a sarcastic, ironic, odd-ball type. Just friends. I found out here that a good way to meet guys is by being late for class. Of course I wasn’t late on purpose for math but the guy I sat next too was really helpful and he told me everything I missed. I now sit next to him every math class. He’s shorter than me (which I find really weird since he’s white and white people are supposed to be taller than me!), with brown hair. Nahhh… There’s Amandeep who’s my groupmate in IAT. He’s Indian, tall, buff and has amazing green eyes. Pretty cute for an Indian guy. He’s a bad boy. If I were Anisha, I would totally hook up with him. Haha! Aeryn’s my other Chinese, non-honger friend from my block. He’s a teensy bit taller than me with long hair. He’s really smart but terribly lazy. He’s always online when I cram at 3am. He’s very NR about things and he has a gf from high school. The others are just acquaintances who I say hi to occasionally but I’m too tamad to enumerate. I don’t think I even remember most of their names anymore. Teehee.

The end.